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Urdok's cries are punctuated by thuds as he bounces off the cliff before striking the water and sinking like a rock.
1d20+4=5 counter bull rush attempt
Urdok howls as he scrabbles on hands and knees even trying to bite at a root on the ground as the gargoyle pushes him inexorably towards the cliff face.
Happy as can be regaling is friends with completely impossible adventures, Urdok neverless keeps a wary eye out.
Urdok stops to spit out a few feathers, "Ya sure bucko? They ain't to bad if ya char them completely, tastes pretty much like everything I cooks then."
Urdok walks over and pulls up one of the stick impaled gulls, "Thankee fer tha brekkifast!" He yells with a grin. Walking over to the fire he starts to cook the bird slowly. "Was startin' ter think thar wasn't a nice group anywhar on this place. To bad they is some shy ones."
"Heya all I found a place that's purty nice n' all. I kin take tha' firs' watch."
"Well I hate ter be alway's worryin' abou' conspiracies but iffn a mage wanted a bunch o' dummies ter come a runnin' 'e could make an illusion lookin' like whatcha said."
Urdok whispers to Cyrus, "I seen this afore, when a man's a sailor n' goes wiffout grog long enuff 'e starts ter see tings. Purty soon it will be bugs n' stuff."
Urdok runs along after the rest of the group, keeping a wary eye out.
With a look of utter sadness on his face Urdok looks across the ruins. "We finally makes it ter some civvielizashun n' thar is nary a drop o' grog er a wench to pinch." Dejectedly Urdok walks through the ruins kicking junk in front of him oblivious to everything else."
Urdok hum's along counterpoint to Fang's melody, not even attempting to make up words. "It's always a good time, when et's eatin' time."
Urdok continues to carry the bundle of clothing as he enjoys the warm sunshine and showing off is leaf strewn home made underwear to the party, completely oblivious to any looks of disgust they cast his way. He ambles up the steep path whistling a drinking song.
Watching Amar with a dumbfounded expression, Urdok mumbles under his breath something that sounds suspiciously like, "Tha jess ain't right." Urdok continues wading across the water until he reaches the far shore.
Urdok calls forth the now familiar flaming spears and throws them at separate targets.
I am more partial to an additional thing happening to the target such as being dazed, lose an action, etc personally.
Disadvantaged due to his height and being in the back of the party, Urdok responds slowly to the situation.
Urdok strips down to his amazing vine underwear, made earlier in the adventure, and rolls everything up into a tight package which he holds above his head as he follows his friend Fang out into the water.
Urdok scans the water with some trepidation due to the racial prejudice of non-alcoholic liquid.
Urdok grins as he watches how happy his friends are to leave the cave system. For his part he feels some sadness returning to the open air, thanks to his dwarven heritage. He sits down half in and half out of the opening and watches his friends while they gambol in the surf.
Urdok feels stronger, faster, and smarter, and for once its not the beer.
"I mights be a feelin' a bits unner tha weather still, nuffin worse than a hangover mind ya, but still would like a bit o' tha preisty stuff on me."
"I knows exactly wha'this is." With a sigh he hands it to Amar, "Imma thinkin' boostin yer fixin' people spells is more important than me kersplosion spells."
1d4=2 Lesser Restoration which restores all the lost constitution. Tha' pearl is a'glowin I thinks it be magic in nature, kinna keeps it fer safe keepin' till we figures out wha' it does?"
"Err ya, tha's right me bucko, these 'ere are tha tears of joy tha I wokes up n' all me friends r still alive." Turning a groan as he stands into a stretch Urdok walks rigidly to the coffin and casts detect magic.
Urdok smacks his lips and yawns, looking around at everyone he say's "I had the most wonderful dream, you were there, and you were there, and you were.....argh!" He stops as the pain kicks in.
Urdok proceeds to slowly expire...
Urdok shudders as the poison begins to course through his veins, but thanks his dwarven background as his body fights off the second wave of nausea. "Anyone wants a feller to use a spell ter find out iffn we gots some magic stuff outta this cursed box?"
Urdok diplomatically "mistakes" Cyrus's lethal intent and grabs his hands, "Thanks a ton bucko, I gots two of deez in me nether region making a bit tough ter pull myself out." Using Cyrus's great strength Urdok pulls himself off of the two spears and flashes a grateful grin towards Cyrus hoping to stave off any anger.
[ooc] Urdok fails 2 saves [/ooc} Urdok gulps and stumbles towards Amar, hurt much worse than he first thought.
Urdok howls as spears strike him in various tender parts. Drawing his scimitar he begins to hack at the spears between him and the entrance to the room. Stopping he raises his fists at the gods who seem to make him pause at times for an inordinate amount of time, then sudden action that involves extreme pain.
Urdok looks at Cyrus and Fang, and promptly cheers them on.
Urdok looks at Abe and say's in a mournful voice, "yet..."
"Aye, well ye cant's blame a fella fer bee'in ancey. Not every day ya run inter a pack o' dead guys runnin' around tryin' ter kill a guy and his mates, then findin a secret room with a cadaver n' a getup like that."
Cyrus is a bit confused as to whether attack the corpse or smack Urdok.
"AAAARRRGHHHH!!! KILLIT KILLIT KILLIT", yells Urdok, "ITS A VAMPIRE THINGIE AND WILL KILL US ALL!! WE NEEDS TER STAKE ITS HEART AND HOLY WATER ITS MOUTH!!" Urdok frantically looks through his backpack for some garlic.
"Well might be nice ter 'ave ole Abe do a quick once over wif dat evil finder o' his. Then tha big meat shields walkin' in ter see iffn anything starts ter want ter get mean on us. Iffn nuffin happens we do a big looksie, if that works fer everyone." Urdok grins at the group happy to delegate dangerous activities to people who think that scars are fun to get.
"Every Deitrich Schreiber novel I've 'ad the chance ter read always had a hidden room wif de place whar tha evil genius made der dead guys. Mebbe one o' ya wants ter look fer one while i keeps checkin outs der place."
Urdok focuses on looking through the bodies of the undead creatures.
"Imma thinkin' we needs ter look through thes'ere room really good n' stuff cause we needs de udder key I think."
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